Starless Sight.

Caught breath upon hallowed shoulder, steeped in widowed tips. Thoughts of sun basked lips, while moon lit minds dance of the heart. Faded between shallow breaths these intertwined hallows draw deeper, and deeper between those inked lines these minds travel. Lipped are the breathless eyes of calloused hands but so deep thing dreams fly. Draw deeper do these hidden breaths we share. Unraveled is our state, yet deep these borders lay. Counted is the heated step of what was and common place those moon lit minds swim. Where shall these paths meet their paths ever neat. Beneath the vines of suns time were life is fine, and shoulders are no longer hallow.